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I tasted her slowly, learning every response. My tongue circled her clit, and her thighs tightened around my head. When I sucked the sensitive flesh into my mouth, her hips lifted from the altar.

The movement would once have knocked me backward. Now I held her securely and took everything she gave me.

I slid two fingers inside her and curled them as my tongue continued its steady rhythm. Her body tightened around my hand.

“Don’t stop,” she gasped.

I had no intention of stopping.

I drove my fingers deeper and increased the pressure of my mouth. Her magic awakened around us. Gold and silver light crawled across the altar and wound around my wrists like glowing ribbons.

Carolina climaxed with my name breaking from her lips.

Her body clenched around my fingers, and her magic erupted through the chamber in a shower of sparks. The candles flared in response, filling the room with brilliant light.

I rose and stripped away the rest of my clothes. Her gaze dropped to my cock.

“Your turn to stare,” I said.

“I’m having my own religious revelation.”

I stepped between her legs and drew her to the edge of the altar. The head of my cock pressed against her entrance. I bit back a groan.

Carolina wrapped her legs around my waist. “I want you inside me.”

“You have me. All of me.”

“Then prove it.”

I pushed into her with one slow, steady thrust.

Her delicious wet heat surrounded me. I gripped her hips and held still long enough to feel every intimate pulse of her body.

The bond opened between us.

Her pleasure became mine. My hunger became hers. Every emotion we had hidden from each other poured through the connection until nothing remained concealed.

“You feel incredible,” I said.

“So do you.”

I withdrew slowly and drove back into her.

Carolina’s head fell against the velvet. Her nails dug into my shoulders as I began to move faster.

Every stroke was deliberate. I changed the angle until her breath caught and her body tightened around me.

“There,” she gasped. “Again.”

I gave her exactly what she asked for.

I drove into her harder, striking that same sensitive place with every thrust. The altar creaked beneath us. The candles shook, and molten wax spilled down their sides.

Carolina pulled me down for a kiss. Her tongue met mine as her hips rose to match my rhythm.

“I can feel you,” she whispered against my mouth. “Through the bond. I can feel how much you want me.”

“How much?”